A POV
The last two days have been hell, the smallest things suddenly turned into triggers and I crushed from one flashback into the next with nearly no break and was two times thinking about giving up.
I had to stop working on the book and spend the rest of the time with my all-time homework: trigger description. Every time a new trigger which courses a flashback arises I have to fill out a questionnaire from my old therapist. John asked me to continue if a new one should present itself so I tried to face them and stoically answered the questions. I probably should have called Flynn, but I'm still getting used to him. He never saw me breaking down before, well besides the small episode in his office, but this was nothing in comparison. I called my old therapist in England and he coached me through the hardest parts and I was grateful that he didn't turned me down, but he also told me that I would have to let Dr. Flynn in.
I don't want to. I know he is right, but an unreasonable part of my brain is convinced that as long as I don't talk with Flynn about it I'm leaving my problems in England.
